Journeys of A Wandering Mind

rtly to I just sent resumes to potential employers.

You’re right. I’m looking for a new job.

Why? Partly to uplift myself professionally, partly to get away from home, and partly to get away from my parents’ bickering me.

Sounds familiar?

Yeah, the downheartening feeling that comes with realizing the realities of being grown up.  Weren’t we supposed to be free to do whatever when we hit the real world after college?  Naaahhhh.

You realize that there isn’t much choice but to tread the beaten path of others, when all you want to do is spread your wings…

You find out that your parents lied to you about the wondeful experience of being grown up.  You find out that even in your twenties your parents would try to control you and your spending, especially when you are the hand that feeds them.

You find that you’re the one mumbling the "mommyisms" and "daddyisms"  to your parents and siblings  ("For goodness sake, you mean you spent all that I gave you?  Mom, the next pay doesn’t come till after next week!  Money doesn’t grow on trees!).

The list could go on.

And so I am looking for a new job that would require me to live where I work, and it’s ok with my parents.  At last, for a chance to breathe freely!!!